All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Shiquan Dabu Decoction is the most common decoction, and the two are most familiar with it.

However, Zhu Hao and Liu Xueyi shook their heads.

"I'm afraid not necessarily." Zhu Hao said. "The taste of Shiquan Dabu Soup is indeed not bad, but wanting to win Mo Tianheng's [Feijing Shabai] is really a bit of a fantasy."

"That's right, Hexiang Baixie is the only one that can win Hexiangbaixie. If I think correctly, Mobai probably wants to use herbs to make a spice marinade to go with roast chicken."

"At this time, it is still mainly spices, supplemented by medicinal materials."

"So the potion he used should be—"

"Siwu Soup."

"Eight treasure soup."

The completely different judgments of Zhu Hao and Liu Xueyi sounded in no particular order.

"..."

The eyes of the four met together, and there was an inexplicable embarrassment in the air.

Chapter 688. The Correct Way to Use the Holy Sword

Siwutang is a traditional medicinal meal.It is made from Chinese angelica, chuanxiong, white peony root and rehmannia glutinosa as the main raw materials. It is a classic medicinal diet for nourishing and nourishing blood in traditional Chinese medicine.

Its effect of "enriching blood with promoting blood circulation, combining movement and stillness, combining tonifying and adjusting, nourishing blood without stagnating blood, promoting blood without hurting blood." It is also known as the first blood-replenishing prescription in "The First Prescription of Gynecology".

Bazhen Decoction is more like an advanced version of Siwu Decoction. In addition to Angelica, Chuanxiong, Baishao and Rehmannia glutinosa, ginseng, Atractylodes macrocephala, Bai Fuling and roasted licorice are also added.

The whole prescription and eight medicines are actually compound prescriptions of Sijunzi Decoction and Siwu Decoction.In the usage, ginger and jujube are added as primers, to harmonize the spleen and stomach, to support the production of qi and blood, and also as an assistant.

Looking at the state of the drunkard on the judging stand, who is exhausted in both energy and blood, in fact, no matter what kind of decoction is used, it is very appropriate.

Siwu Decoction is a good medicine if you are not in a hurry, not slowly, and nourishing slowly. Bazhen Decoction is the right medicine for Qi and blood tonic, and the effect is faster.

After giving completely different answers, Zhu Hao and Liu Xueyi seemed to have reached a tacit understanding and did not insist on their views.

On the other side, Chen Xie and Luo Ziyan didn't know, so they were full of question marks.

"So, which one is it?" Luo Ziyan's big black eyes were full of doubts.

Zhu Hao was silent because he recalled the shadows of his childhood. As the saying goes, a gentleman cannot stand under a dangerous wall. In other words, he was shamefully discouraged.

Liu Xueyi avoided it because she suddenly thought that if it is used as marinade, Bazhen soup has a stronger medicinal and bitter taste than Siwu soup, which seems not to be suitable for delicious roast chicken.

"Sloppy."

The two of them felt tormented by cats scratching at the words they blurted out after seeing the materials, so naturally they would not argue with reason.

But, the question is, does Mo Bai really intend to reproduce [Galaxy Chicken Overlord] in the form of roast chicken?

The answer is clearly no.

The operation of Mo Bai under the primary intuition is a bit difficult to learn, not to mention that Mo Bai has now been promoted to intermediate intuition.

Mo Bai: All you have to do is guess, if you figure it out, I'll lose.

The bamboo fence is placed on the bottom to prevent the ingredients from sticking to the bottom of the pot, and the cleaned ingredients are put into the pot in order.

Chicken, duck, goose, pork bones, pork knuckles... One pot of soup with delicious taste can be known by looking at the ingredients and moved to the stove.

Cooking Skills Explosive Flame!

In the flames like red lotuses blooming, this pot of extremely delicious soup has been simmering for two full hours.

Lift the lid of the pot, and put the soaked deer tendon, cuttlefish, pork belly and other ingredients into the pot.

The red lotus was in full bloom again, and it was another hour of stewing.

The second time the pot was lifted, the color of the whole pot of soup was milky white in the steaming steam.

Take the soup from Mobai, put the milky white soup into the casserole after the fat is separated, and the ingredients cut into small pieces appear again, pepper, aniseed, cinnamon, cloves, angelica...

Jujube, Atractylodes macrocephala, Yunling, Astragalus, Radix Paeoniae Alba, Angelica...

Slices and grains of spices and medicinal materials were thrown into the casserole at a dizzying speed. If Mobai's face was not concentrating from the beginning to the end without any neglect, it might have caused controversy in the audience.

Such a method of measuring the amount of medicinal materials without using a small scale with all your hands is too bold for many colleagues here.

In the last 60 years, the imperial drunkenness was poured into the casserole, and the noodle soup would come to the mouth of the casserole. Cover the lid and a cotton towel to seal the gap between the sides of the pot, leaving only a vent hole on the lid of the casserole that is not as thick as the pointed chopsticks.

At the same time, the irritable flames under the control of Baoyan began to soften, and the terrifying and irritable red lotus that had wrapped the entire cooking pot before turned into a gentle little daughter-in-law in an instant, holding the bottom of the casserole docilely, and the flames subtly poured heat into the casserole middle.

Another two hours.

The rich aroma of medicine contained in the colorful compound aroma of food has already diffused into the huge side hall through the small air hole of the casserole.

"Isn't this really Shiquan Dabu Tang?" Luo Ziyan sniffed the familiar smell with her small nose, and there was a bit of scrutiny in her big bright eyes [Are you fooling me].

"It's not Shiquan Dabu Tang." The paper fan in Zhu Hao's hand was beating the palm of the other hand, his brows were tightly knit together, and he was racking his brains thinking. "The proportion of medicinal materials is too small."

"Indeed." Chen Xie nodded. "The amount of medicinal materials in the last casserole is not enough to be called a potion."

Liu Xueyi didn't speak, but she also had the same pensive look on her face as Zhu Hao.

"Is the medicinal material used as a spice, or...the soul of the whole dish has something else?" Liu Xueyi was a little uncertain.

Even though five hours had passed since the cooking time, everyone present still couldn't tell what kind of cooking Mo Bai would present in the end.

Just like Mo Tianheng who made everyone confused at first, and then became terrified at the end.

There were more or less strange colors on the faces of everyone present.

Especially Mo Bai, the super chef remained unmoved after experiencing the devastation of the Lin-level aura, and even dared to risk his life to taste the dishes that made the five judges feel damaged, and he was unscathed. Five hours of cooking—who the hell would have thought?

"Are these two Mohist men monsters?"

Ignoring the weird gazes from the audience, turning the flame of the casserole down again, Mo Bai walked towards the staff for the third time.

In the hurried steps of the staff, the bonfire stand was set up again.

"Sure enough, do you still want to roast chicken?" Erina let out a sigh of relief, her face slightly tired.

During these five hours, Erina, Alice, Gogengruli, and Kitajo Miyoko were not watching in vain. They used the information they wrote down in their notes to start the storm and simulate the four people who speculated on Mobai's cuisine. Some brains hurt.

Of course, the results all ended in failure, but the enlightenment gained from Mobai's operation is real.

"...Master Mobai's cooking seems to be a bit different!" Except for Miyamoto Yeyezi, a simple layman, Wugeng Ruli, who has followed Mobai for the longest time, was the first to discover the abnormality.

Erina hurriedly took a closer look, and saw that the cockfighting cock that had taken out its internal organs from behind the buttocks had now been cut open and tied to the grill.

In addition, the spice dough and the lotus leaves that were added to the fragrance were all gone.

"Is he planning to just put it on the fire?" Erina was thinking while pulling out a few strands of long hair with her curly hands, the pain brought tears to the corners of her eyes.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Isn't it normal to bake it like this with marinade?" Alice sneered at Erina with a rather mocking [rare and strange] expression.

As Alice's words came out, the girls saw the illusion that the ground of the entire side hall began to ooze milk.

The moment Alice hadn't finished speaking, a silvery object shot obliquely through the ceiling, and a small group of lucky viewers experienced the sinister move of covering their faces with lime in the movie.

Before everyone came back to their senses, Mo Bai pulled out the knight's sword inserted in the wood frame of the bonfire.

And then—the rushing heat wave spread in all directions. Looking at the golden flame light and shadow that illuminated the entire side hall, everyone suddenly felt their faces were hot and their mouths were dry.

Chapter 689. Don't get shit, don't get a soul

"Fuck!"

At this moment, all the judges, audience, and support team stood up.

While the sun-like golden flame illuminated the side hall, it almost blinded their eyes.

The billowing heat waves continued to radiate from the bonfire, and the temperature in the side hall continued to rise. Everyone present seemed to have crossed from winter to midsummer.

"What kind of flame is this? Can ordinary charcoal fuel really burn out this golden yellow flame? Also, can this temperature really be used to roast things?"

I don't know how many times Alice's three views were shattered.

The girls couldn't help but focus on Mo Bai, who was surrounded by flames but didn't show the slightest panic.

The golden flames reflected the sharp-edged face, and the originally elegant black hair fluttered and fell in the air waves engulfed by the sea of ​​flames, adding a bit of bohemian arrogance to the young man.

The golden flames reflected in the clear pupils, as if they were sealed in the pupils.

Mo Bai's straight figure in the golden sea of ​​fire is like a sharp sword about to be forged.

The most important thing is... the eight-pack abs that are incomparably conspicuous in the tumbling flames!

Cut with a knife and axe!Angular!Shine!Eight pack abs!

The black and white painting style of the muscular form is as serious as it is serious, full of desire to make people complain.

But who would have thought that the Mobai muscles in serious mode should be as serious as they are!

The exploded chef's jacket not only did not create a sense of disobedience, but added a bit of tough guy demeanor to Mo Bai.

One word: great!

Miyamoto Yeyeko was the first to cover her warm nasal cavity, unable to support herself, and tried her best to look away.

Then, Erina and Hojo Miyoko came to their senses one after another, blushing and calming their uncontrollable heartbeats.

Alice, who had a strange smile of "嘿嘿嘿嘿~" on her face, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and gradually returned to normal after being hit by Erina.

The next moment, the eyes of the four fell on Wu Geng Ruli who was staring intently.

For a moment, the faces of the four girls were stunned.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the youngest girl was the most fascinated by it?

It's so depraved and heartbreaking!

"Speaking of which... is it really okay for Master Mobai to stand unprotected by the campfire like this?"

After a while, Wu Geng Ruli rubbed her sore eyes and said worriedly under the gaze of everyone.

"Ah this..."

"There should be no problem..."

The girls who were still scrutinizing just now turned their heads guiltily, looking at the ceiling and the floor.

Are they really evil?